Prison of you 

I’m not the only one to blame, but it seems I’m to bleed for the mistakes you made. There’s no more man left in me to be gentle, no center stage to fill. I find your image on every corner, music fills my soul with your scent, but your touch don’t walk with me no more. You’ve made your bed so sleep in it you bitch. Weighed down by all that thrusts about on you, I cant seem to fall asleep, you’ve come and fucked me up again. I can’t bleed, you’ve sucked me dry, I can’t breathe, you took my voice, you were never what you seemed. 

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